Mu Yichen, every time you leave marks on me, this time it’s my turn.
Her heart wondered if the reason she’d started to carve out a place for him was because he’d left too many marks on her body?
The more she thought it might be true, the more she kissed his chest, no, she bit and nibbled.
She worked her way from his shoulder, biting down to his chest.
She wanted to leave more bite marks on him.
Jing Qing, upon learning the truth, was really so angry she nearly went mad, but she had already signed a contract that afternoon, and to back out now would mean paying a hefty penalty.
And for most people, money swallowed could never be spat back out.
Especially after the house she gave to the old man had been razed, she was actually a bit short on cash right now.
As she remembered all the events that happened before, her anger made her shove the vase from the table in the restaurant to the ground.
It was an antique vase the old man was fond of, making a particularly ’pleasant’ noise as it shattered on contact with the ground.
She recalled searching for Qin Mu to design her gown. Yes, she had stood out brilliantly, but was that the reason she went to find Qin Mu?
She originally wanted to call Qin Mu’s skills into question to embarrass him.
And there was that time her grandfather, feeling indignant on her behalf, made a scene in Qin Mu’s studio, which led to Mu Yichen arranging for her tens-of-millions-worth house to be flattened.
There was also the occasion when Qin Mu snatched an advertising opportunity that had seemed within her easy reach, and the time she poisoned Liu Jingyuan’s drink, hoping he would lose control over his feelings for Qin Mu and create an indecent scene in public. To her surprise, Liu Jingyuan actually managed to restrain himself, although the media still portrayed the event in vivid detail by the next day, but then Qin Mu managed to turn the tables the day after with Mu Yichen’s help.
The old man heard the commotion in the restaurant and hurried over, then upon lifting his eyes, he saw his beloved vase on the floor and his granddaughter, who was silently shedding tears without making a sound.
Jing Qing’s fingernails dug forcefully into her palm, her throat tightened with anger, and with her neck tensely stretched, she bit down on her lower lip, her eyes determined and cold.
The old man just stood quietly behind her, watching. The broken vase was a minor matter. The girl had just returned and stolen his granddaughter’s man. His granddaughter was right to be upset, right to use some tactics. Seeing Jing Qing like that, he felt satisfied and quietly turned to leave.
The butler followed the old man out to the living room, where the old man instructed, "Don’t bother her; let her think things through on her own."
That night, Jing Qing sat in the restaurant chair, later falling asleep with her head on the table.
What she didn’t realize was that Qin Mu’s purpose for returning was quite simple; he had no intention of entangling with her at all.
As for Mu Yichen, he had been following Qin Mu since childhood; Jing Qing was merely delusional, convincing herself she was his rightful fiancée, wife.
Unfortunately, Mu Yichen did not think so, and he had been eager to register his marriage with Qin Mu.
And the next morning brought another fine day.
The place where the sun rose glowed fervently, as if painted in a rich oil painting.
The sea breeze gently kissed the waves, which hit the beach with a leisurely pace.
In the scorching heat that almost made it difficult to breathe, only the seaside brought some comfort.
Qin Mu and Mu Yichen arrived at the beach in the middle of the night wanting to watch the sunrise together. They cuddled and slept in the car for a while.
Later, woken by the wind and waves, they saw the sun quietly rising on the other side.
Qin Mu still lay on his chest, one hand cushioned beneath his head, while the other gently embraced her, his dark eyes calmly watching the sun rise opposite.
Qin Mu lay quietly on top of him, one ear listening to his heartbeat, the other feeling the breeze wash over her.
Her beautiful eyelashes fluttered gently as she gazed at the different sky.
"So this is what the Rongcheng sunrise looks like in the morning."
She had often watched the sun rise alone in Paris!
But since coming to Rongcheng, it seemed to stop.
With a thin blanket covering them, both of them sat silently watching, as if their souls were being cleansed.
Later, Qin Mu received a message from Helian Hao, his broken arm.
Qin Mu immediately said to him, "Let’s eat out, after we eat, I have to go see Xiaohao."
"She broke her arm last night!"
Mu Yichen didn’t say a word, just drove her to get breakfast, and naturally, even when eating outside, it had to be something specially prepared.